"What do you mean? I haven't seen Huntter for—for a year or more. I took care, sacred care, though, to—to trace him from the time he first came to me, more than ten years ago. No straighter, more honourable man breathes than he. He was one of the victims of ignorance and crooked reasoning, but, thank God! he was spared the worst."
"He was—not."
"Dick, in God's name, what do you mean?"
"Hapgood was called in. Huntter has not been in Bermuda; he has been right here in New York, under Hapgood's care."
"And Hapgood—told you?"
A purplish flush dyed Ledyard's face.
"No."
"Who, then? No sidetracking, Dick. Who?"
"The—the nurse."
"She-devil! Fell in love with her patient? I've struck that kind——"